Roll up, wait a minuteLet me put some kush up in itRoll up, wait a minuteLet me put some kush up in itRoll up, wait a minuteLet me put some kush up in itRoll up, wait a minuteLet me put some kush up in it

Now its that puff puff pass shitCheech and Chong glass shitBlunts to the head, kush feelin' no mattressSpeed boat traffic, bitches automaticCross that line, fuck around and get yo ass kickedWe roll shit that burn slow as fucking molassesProbably won't pass it, smoke it till the last hitDown to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitchAndre 3001 another classicGo ahead ask 'em, bitches bout "how I be smokin' out"Party all night, oh yea its goin' downOrder rounds, we smokin' quarter pounds of that good stuffOh yea we smokin' all nightYea puff puff pass that shit right hereNigga, better than my last batch, caramel complexion and her ass blackInhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

I know you tryna get highType of shit that have ya leaning sidewaysMake her work for this suicideHolla at me 'cause I got it all dayNo need to fly to JamaicaFor the quarter ganja, we can get the same thingYou want that bom bom biggy,Holla at my niggi, Right here in L.A.inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

Hold up, wait a minuteLet me put some kush up in itHold up, wait a minuteLet me put some kush up in it

Still I amTighter than the pants on Will.I.AmBack throwback Steeler hat, pound in my backpackNext to where the swishas at, smokin' presidentialGot some bubba, I gi' you thatNeed it for my cataractsFour hoes, and I'm the pimp, in my CadillacYou can tell them Cali backMatter fact, they'll know, this ain't DroGet a whiff of thatNo it ain't no seeds in my sackYou ain't never gotta ask dogWhat he smokin' on?Shit kush till my mind goneWhat you think I'm onEyes low, I'm blownHigh as a motherfucker, Yeah ain't no question bout itNiggas say smoke me out, Yea I really doubt itI'm Bob Marley reincarnated, so fadedSo If you want itYou know yo nigga homie,You can put it in a zag or a blunt and get blunted

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

I know you tryna get highType of shit that have ya leaning sidewaysMake her work for this suicideHolla at me 'cause I got it all dayNo need to fly to JamaicaFor the quarter ganja, we can get the same thingYou want that bom bom biggy, Holla at my niggi Right here in L.A.Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

We get that kush, we blow on the best smokeInhale slow, no chokeMake yo ass chokeHold up wait a minuteYou can go put it back'Cause what you got in yo sack boy, it ain't thatAin't that Kush, we blow on the best smokeInhale slow, no chokeMake yo ass choke (inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale)